Phonetically Poems - Poems about Phonetically

..."funny" phonetically he just wrote phuck......Read the rest...

.... Slipping twixt mine dukes digits hern pretty moaning Beguiling mine her Marabou sto......Read the rest...

...‘Tiny’ Bawb Always Wins His Fights - (in “Phonetically-Edited" Rhyme - for my Brit and Ausie Mites) Just before the Ausie, ‘Tiny’ Bawb, commenced to swingin’...tryin’ t......Read the rest...

...Eye blame my teachers - Ms. Take - Ms. Use - & - Ms. Spell, four my problem, and eye think that making an audio of this peace wood bee pointless...write? My forth-grade English teacher back in......Read the rest...

...Criss-Cross Acrostic: Ai My Eye Criss-Cross Acrostic: Note: *Construe as “words” not as “letters”: Lines 1 and 3 read alike reversed; Lines 2 and 4 read alike reversed; likewise vertically......Read the rest...

.... Past hern ***** hern ither whence lexis cannot be dislodged Mine *Sad to witness this second occurrenc......Read the rest...

...Munday, Toosday, Whensday, Thirstday Followed by Fryday, Sataday, and Sonday Is there a reason What about the seasons Won't go there, my braino will become frayed......Read the rest...

...thinking i hung my heart in the correct place i realized it like a picture frame needs to be just right so looking at an x-ray to my dismay saw my body's wall and yes something was......Read the rest...

...Faculty meeting. Formidably flippantly fortuitously fluffy and forgetful. I began to write a little list of F words, because I was in the F word mood. Frilly. Free-ha-ha. Feast. Forget-me-knots. Fa......Read the rest...

...Forevermore, this fantastical free verse features a fortuitous tale featuring forty-four flirty frilly fabricated faeries fractionally forsaken, forever fictionalized philosophically and pho......Read the rest...

...I always wake up angry. Every time. Every single solitary time. I'm not joking. And I jump out of bed enraged. Sophie Dog wakes up angry too. She growls at me, as I pull her covers off. I woul......Read the rest...

...The two men stood in the dusty street, it was inevitable that they should meet, suddenly one of them slumped to his knees, justice had provided one of life' s certainties. The Marshal strode to......Read the rest...

... My speech ain’t elegantly refined, my words don’t dress up none too properly Simply cloth words with no aristocratic design, just plain, unassuming ghetto vocalese Though I’m very ......Read the rest...

...My Lark, whom I plucked in the Dark Alouette, gentille alouette Aloutte, je te plumerai Alouette(a) we are all a wetta Alouette(a) I will pluck you dry Pluck you dry, pluck you dry Ben ou......Read the rest...

...One particularly memorable critic referred to me as a neckbeard in a conversation with a friend this morning. Both of the twats were skinny, pencil-head net-dweebs, the types who frequent cesspools s......Read the rest...